Hello, I am the ghost of troubled Joe Hung by his pretty white neck some eighteen months ago I traveled to a mystical time zone And I missed my bed and I soon came home They said "There's too much caffeine in your bloodstream And a lack of real spice in your life" I said "Leave me alone, because I'm alright, dad Surprised to still be on my own" Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the strain of the pain again A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours It has been before, so it shall be again And people who are uglier than you and I They take what they need and just leave Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the pain of the strain all over again A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours It has been before, so why can't it be now? And people who are weaker than you and I They take what they want from life Oh, but don't mention love No, no, don't mention love A rush and a push and the land we stand on is ours Your youth may be gone but you're still a young man So phone me, phone me So phone me, phone me, phone me Oh, I think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love, think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love